In like a lamb; out like a lion
Well, the two granddaughters left today after staying a few days. We have worked in the garden, fed the horse, planted some flowers, canned squash and rummage relish, cooked, cooked, and cooked some more, played games, had talent shows, shot the bb gun, shopped out every little antique store in our small county seat, gone out to eat chinese food, and generally had a great time until it ended with a big boom. The smaller granddaughter like to ride the pony; the older one not so much. Of course, it was her that was riding when Flash decided to pitch a fit about something, and he pitched her right off on the ground. Well, she actually rolled off on pretty soft ground (luckily), but it was tragic. The younger one told her she rode longer than any of those cowboys she had ever seen, but it didn’t make the older one feel any better. She called when she got home. She is fine. Kids aren’t used to getting hurt anymore.
We did have a great visit. This is the first time that Papa and I have really had them visit for a few days sans parents. I like that. Those kids are so good and even more so when they are at our house. They help with chores and are good eaters. They are polite and give lots of hugs. This has been one of the benefits of retirement that I was hoping would be a good side effect.
The most enjoyable part was our afternoon quiet time when they got a book, and I got a nap!!
A little recuperation time and grandson will have to come. All he will want to do is tear it up on the four-wheeler. My job will be to sit on the porch with the kill switch, ready to push it if necessary!
One of the little ones, just two years old says she wants to come. “I come to your house, o.k.?” she says. She wouldn’t stay once it got dark.